Sinister Ex-Girlfriend

When I woke up, the whole world changed - the empty streets, the strange long nights.

Meng Tingyao clenched the knife hidden in his sleeve, and walked quietly on the quiet street. She didn't know where to go. The domestic servants seemed to disappear overnight. The whole house was quiet and scary. When the clock stopped at three o'clock, Meng Tingyao's heart was more flustered.

She left the house alone, and before leaving, she picked a knife that was not too big but looks sharp in the kitchen and hid it in her sleeve.

What should she do?

Who should she believe?

Meng Tingyao remembered the mobile phone she had been carrying with her. At this time, she did not know who to contact.

Perhaps because of his noble origin, Meng Tingyao has always been the goddess in everyone's mind, and is inviolable.

Everyone saw her cold side, no one would like to be friends with her, and the boys were all around with her, Meng Tingyao had long been tired of such a life.

In fact, she did not try to intersect with others in the past, but the difference in her family environment made her appear to be incompatible with everyone.

On weekends, girls in the same bedroom like to go shopping in the pedestrian street, but Meng Tingyao, in addition to C's largest luxury jewelry store, she never wears clothes elsewhere.

Classmates have dinner, everyone chooses a popular buffet restaurant, and then there is a fair price KTV singing private room, which in the eyes of Meng Tingyao are particularly tacky and crowded, are particularly unsanitary and unsafe places.

She can't adapt to such an environment, which makes her look out of place.

Because of her incompatibility, everyone feels that she is high on the top, disdain to others.

Later, Meng Tingyao wanted to make up for the relationship with others. She also learned to invite others to eat at the Western restaurant, but later others said that she looked down on people and deliberately bullied people.

These, Meng Tingyao has been unable to understand -

She is accustomed to the tasteful and styled clothes. Looking at the clothes of those small brands, she can’t look at her eyes. What is wrong with her?

She never looked down on people wearing small clothes, and she didn't even care if her friends only wore less than one hundred pieces of land.

However, she does not mind others but has been mindful.

Meng Tingyao knows that there is a word in the world called "Chou Fu". In some people's eyes, what the rich do is wrong, and what they buy is all in the picture.

Perhaps no one is willing to help her now.

No one will believe in themselves.

Meng Tingyao thought this way, and unconsciously spread a bitter heart.

"Help! Help!"

At this time, Meng Tingyao suddenly heard intermittent cries for help in the alleys that were not far away.

who is it?

Meng Tingyao hesitated, and finally couldn't help but curiously walked away.

The alley is very dark. Meng Tingyao can only see the figure of two people. It seems that a man is chasing a woman. It is worth noting that the man has a knife in his hand and the white light is reflected on the knife.

It is a left-hander.

Meng Tingyao took a deep look at the left hand of the man with the knife. The woman who had gradually reached the front, she continued to call for help without giving up: "Help! Come on! Who will save me!"

It is already so dangerous, the woman’s voice does not see any vibrato, and... this slightly neutral voice is so familiar.

this is……

Meng Tingyao's body suddenly froze.

She heard it, this is the voice of Bai Xiaoyue!

"Bai Xiaoyue!"

Almost in an instant, Meng Tingyao yelled and rushed out.

Although after several efforts, Meng Tingyao did not become a true friend with Bai Xiaoyue, but they still have some feelings in living in a dormitory for so long.

Meng Tingyao couldn’t be indifferent at this time, and she knew more clearly that if she didn’t save Bai Xiaoyue, then the next one might be herself.

The figure chasing each other at the moment Meng Tingyao appeared, they stunned each other.

"Meng Tingyao! Meng Tingyao, you will save me!"

Bai Xiaoyue seemed to have seized the last straw. After a short bun, she rushed in the direction of Meng Tingyao. The man who had been chasing him behind him hesitated at this moment. After that, he turned his direction and quickly. Ran away.

"Bai Xiaoyue!"

Meng Tingyao was sweating at all, and when she saw that she had left, she breathed a sigh of relief and immediately greeted Bai Xiaoyue: "Are you injured?"

The palm of the hand touched the slippery blood, and Meng Tingyao's movements stiffened.

"Fortunately, I can't die. Fortunately, Miss Ben is good."

Bai Xiaoyue, who grew up in the community since childhood, was strictly forbidden to contact the brothers in the club, but she still learned some fists and martial arts.

Bai Xiaoyue, who was finally out of danger, was leaning on the side, while he was dealing with the scars on his own body, while looking up at Meng Tingyao: "It’s really thanks to you, Meng Tingyao, why are you here?"

Meng Tingyao took a deep breath and looked up at the direction in which the man had just fled: "Bai Xiaoyue, what are you going to know now? Just who, who wants to kill you, who? He... is it? ghost?"

ghost?

Here, there is no difference between ghosts and people.

Bai Xiaoyue bandaged his wounds, and some of them took the wall and sat down on the ground: "I don't know that he is a ghost, but you and I both know him and are familiar with him. He is... Fan Shujun!"